As the concert finished, I heard someone call my name. It was my best friend Pedra! We haven’t seen each other for ages. I couldn’t recognise her. She changed a lot. She looked just perfect. We decided to go to find a quiet place where we could have a nice talk. We wanted to go to my house. I made a cup of coffee and prepared some nibbles. We talked about our school, remembering all our boyfriends, all the naughty things that we used to do, about work that we found after school and a lot more. We didn’t even realize it was almost 3 a.m! What a pity we had to say good night. But never mind. We met up next day again.